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Animals in Other Countries. 

While in London I visited the Home of Rest 
for Horses at Cricklewood, London, N. W. My 
first knowledge of this Home of Rest, and I may 
say of any organization where horses were 
taken through charity, was in 1902, when Mrs. 
William Endicott, then in London, visited the 
Home (which at that time was at Acton) and 
I still have the Report 
she sent and prize it highly, both in memory of 
one of the League’s most generous and sym- 

sent a Report to me. 

pathetic helpers who has passed away, and be- 
cause it gave me the first incentive to start a 
similar work in connection with the Animal 
Rescue League, a desire I never lost sight of 
until it was accomplished. 

Very soon afterward I wrote to the manager 
of this Home and received a kindly letter of in- 
formation, and I began at once my efforts to 
interest the public in such a work for horses 
through the daily papers, and our own paper 
and Report, thus getting the ground ready, as 
it were, for the planting. 

Naturally I was deeply interested in visiting 
this Home that I had read and thought so much 
about for so many years, and one afternoon I[ 
went there in company with Miss Jessey Wade, 
one of the editors of Our Animal Friends, -pub- 
lished in London. The grounds are very exten- 
sive; the stables have nothing but “loose’’ stalls 
— what we call here box stalls. Many of these 
stalls are built with windows out of which the 
horses can gaze upon the fields when they are 
not in the paddocks, a plan we have carried out 
with every stall at Pine Ridge. 

There are accommodations for 100 horses and 
there were 85 in the Home when I visited it. 
Many of them were pensioners, others were 
taking a rest from work and were going back to 
their owners. Donkeys are used by the coster- 
mongers in England and there were a few to be 
seen in the paddocks with the horses. 

Not many of the horses were out in the pad- 

docks so I saw most of them through their out- 
side windows. Inside the stables I noticed that 
many of the stalls were closed up to the ceiling 
so that to see the horse it was necessary to open 
the door of the stall. I did not like this arrange- 
ment as well as where the door or gate is open 
half way up. It is very pleasant to go through 
a stable and see the horses’ heads appear over 
the gate or door to their stalls, all ready to re- 
ceive a lump of sugar. Possibly the idea of the 
builder of the stables in Cricklewood was that a 
draft might blow across from window to door, 
but there cannot be much danger in this since in 
several years we have never had a horse at Pine 
Ridge take cold, and it is certainly much more 
cheerful for the horses to see each other in the 
stable. They are more contented when they are 
in company with other horses. 

The horses were fat and beautifully groomed. 
Some of them, I was told, rarely go out of their 
loose stalls into the paddocks. | 

The manager’s house has a well kept garden 
in connection with it. The offices where visitors 
are received are large and well furnished. 

The objects of this Home are to give rest and 
skilled treatment to horses belonging to poor 
men, and to provide such men with horses or 
donkeys while their own are receiving care, and 
to pension horses whose owners wish to provide 
for them when they are through with them. 
Between two and three thousand horses have 
been treated since the foundation of the Home. 

The inscription on one of the comfortable box 
stalls reads: “In memory of Colleen, who went 
to,her rest Oct..5; 1910 JacedS1ayeanew 

Upon inquiry I was told that the owner of 
Colleen gave $5000 to the Home with the re- 
quest that the stall she put the inscription on 
should be a free stall. 

We often hear of free beds in hospitals that 
have been gifts from men or women in memory 
of a member of their family who has passed 
away and it seems a most appropriate way of 
expressing gratitude for the services of a faith- 
ful horse to help some other horses in his name. 
I wish this might be done in our Home of Rest 
at Pine Ridge. 

Last January a most generous addition of 
twelve new loose stalls was made to this Home 

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of Rest by the Honorable Pauline Cranstoun 
and Lady Edward Spencer Churchill. The inter- 
est in this work in England seems to be very 
ereat. The Duke of Portland is president and 
the Duchess is equally devoted to the work. 

In connection with this Home I read since my 
visit a singular statement, but as I did not hear 
of it when there I cannot vouch for its truth. I 
quote it from an article on this Home in Rider 
and Driver: 

“The staff consists of trained firemen who 
practice fire drill at frequent intervals. ‘Nannie,’ 
a knowing old goat, blinks in the corner of her 
stable, always at hand, should her services be 
necessary in the event of an outbreak of fire. It 
is too well known to need mention that a goat is 
the only thing which induces a horse to leave its 
stable in such circumstances.” 

Another very interesting visit I made was to 
the Royal Stables near Buckminster Palace where 
I saw a great many magnificent horses, among 
them the famous cream-colored horses bred at 
Hampton Court. No one but the royal family 
can have a horse of this breed. 

I saw an old horse that had been the late 
King’s favorite and is now kept in luxury for 
the rest of his life. I wonder what becomes of 
the other horses from this stable when they grow 

The harnesses were in glass cases and some 
of them appeared to be covered with gold and 
silver. The state-coach which was used in the 
coronation procession looked as if it were made 
of solid gold. It was a most gorgeous affair. 

While we were there the coaches and horses 
that the King commonly uses were be‘ng made 
ready for the King and Queen and their family 
and suite to drive to Windsor Castle to spend 
Sunday. Four handsome horses were led out and 
harnessed into a plain black coach. Other 
horses were being saddled for the postillions to 
ride and men in smart red jackets, white trousers 
and long black boots with little whips in their 
hands were standing around. Several coaches 
were made ready and many horses were saddled. 
I had the pleasure of patting one of the King’s 
horses on the nose, a privilege, the groom told 
me, that was not usually given-—then I hurried 
out of the stable and reached Buckminster Pal- 

ace, where I found quite a crowd gathered on 
the sidewalk watching for the King to come out. 
A file of soldiers was drawn up inside the gates 
on each side of the driveway and outside another 
file on horseback awaited the coming of the 

So quietly he and his family came out of the 
palace that I would not have imagined I was 
seeing a King and Queen had it not been for the 
cheering, which was also far less demonstrative 
than I expected, judging from our noisy Ameri- 
can crowds. There was no band of music — all 
was unostentatious. I 
people, who lose no opportunity for noise and 
display, would take a lesson from the King of 
England and his followers in this respect. — 

Ns del Se 

wished our American 

Report from Stoneham Branch. 

I thought you would be interested to know 
how many animals we had received at our Shel- 
ter since we opened it on the 19th of December 
last. From the 19th of December to the 19th of 
August we have received 168 cats and kittens, 
23 dogs and two rabbits. Some of the desirable 
cats we succeeded in placing in good homes and 
we have had some very pretty ones. We have 
not found homes for any of the dogs. The 
larger ones and some of the desirable males, Mr. 
Weston took into Carver Street. We have 
had quite a number of small female dogs and 
those he chloroformed. One little dog had her 
leg cut off by a mowing machine, not far from 
the Shelter, and she was carried there at once 
and put out of her misery. We also had a cat 
recently with one leg cut off close to the body. 
Her owner did not take her in, so one of the 
neighbors brought her. how 
the leg was cut off. 

Mrs. Emery has been working hard to get 
possession of one of the horses we told you 
about. She has at last obtained a promise from 
the owner that he will take the worst one to the 
place she secured for him where he would be 
rested at our expense. The horse he has prom- 
ised to send is the worst of the two and quite 
unfit for labor, the one which the owner consid- 
We are in hopes that 

I do not know 

ers most in need of rest. 

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if we can get him in our possession we may be 
able to buy him and have him put beyond fur- 
ther suffering. I think we can beg the money 
easily, for it ought not take a very large sum 
to buy such a worn out old horse. The credit 
of getting this horse belongs to Mrs. Emery. 
She is quiet, but she won’t give up until she has 

She has been the means of having two other 
horses killed since we started on our rescue 
work. I had no idea of the number of stray cats 
about town. They are not common in the part 
of the town where [ live. 

Yours very sincerely, 
MaspeL HAWKINS, Secretary. 

An Intelligent Dog. 

A doctor, not'many miles from Boston, was 
passing through a street where he met a boy 
with a dog that did not walk right. As the 
doctor stopped to look at the dog the boy ex- 
claimed, “You musn’t touch him, he’s cross.” 
Dreii said, “I guess he won't: hurt me,” 
and stroked the dog for a few minutes. Then 
he said, “I think I will take him up and see if I 
can find ott what is the matter.” So the doctor 
lifted the dog from the ground and found, upon 
examination, a swelling, back of one of the fore 
legs, which caused the trouble. 

The doctor told the boy to bring the dog to 
his place the next morning, telling him where it 
was, as he thought he could help him. The next 
morning the boy came with the dog, as directed 
abate Ike lek found upon further examina- 
tion, that the dog had cut himself upon some 
glass, a piece of which had entered the flesh. 
This had closed over the glass causing the 
swelling and soreness. 

The dog.was quiet while the doctor worked 
over him, and the glass was taken out and the 
wound dressed. 

Then the doctor told the boy he must bring 
the dog to him for a number of mornings to have 
the wound dressed. 

This he did for a week. After that the dog 
occasionally paid the doctor a visit, and one 
morning as he was studying, with his head down, 
he heard an excited bow-wow-wow. Upon look- 
ing up he saw the litle dog before him, trembling 

with excitement, his eyes fairly starting out of 
his head in his eagerness and his tail flip, flap- 
ping, from side to side; and standing back of 
him was another little dog with one of his front 
paws drawn painfully up from the ground. The 
first little dog would look at the little dog be- 
hind him, and then up at the doctor and bark, 
and then back again, all the while under great 
Dial said it was needless to say “he 
had another patient.” ADDIE Ey aigaas 


Bergen led a charmed existence. While he 
was yet a kitten, and three years before the Ani- 
mal Rescue League was founded, he was ranked 
among the superfluous and delivered over to the 
5S. P. C. A. for the happy” despateiyeos mars 
beauty enlisted sympathy, and a home was found 
for him, until his owner was in turn obliged to 
give him up and brought him to the newly es- 
tablished headquarters of the Animal Rescue 
League on Carver, Street. In the home of the 
writer there were cats and a fine dog and no 
need of another animal, but when she told of 
this particular cat, her son expressed emphati- 
cally his desire to possess him. Four acres of 
land to roam over and a family fond of pets 
were good arguments, and one Saturday morn- 
ing the lad returned triumphant with the great 
beauty, named by his new owner Bergen, after a 
famous baseball catcher of those days. Bergen 
earned his name. The morning after his arrival 
he was allowed to go out of doors and nothing 
could be funnier than his first steps on grass. 
Cautiously he put down foot after foot, and as it 
sank deep down in the grass he drew it up 
quickly and mewed faintly. It was some time 
before he was assured of the safety of his foot- 
ing, and then how happy he was! He was a 
strange pet always, for he begged attention and 
loved to be held, stroked and cared for, but 
often would extend an affectionate paw, with 
claws unsheathed, or in the midst of happy pur- 
ring grasp the hand in his mouth to show the 
intensity of his affection. He lived happily in 
the home with the birds, and knew in their gen- 
eration many pets—lizards, crows, guinea pigs, 
chickens, calves, dogs and cats,—and finally he 

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saw the little lad through school and college 
days and almost to a graduate lawyer, when on 
Patriots’ Day, 1911, he left his happy home for 
the cat heaven. 

Many attempts were made to take his picture 
but none did him justice. He measured fully a yard 
from the end of his nose to the tip of his tail 
and was finely proportioned. He weighed about 
seventeen pounds, and was of the most perfect 
maltese color throughout. Who shall say that 
the giving of these fifteen years of happy life to 
a good, faithful cat does not of itself justify the 
existence of the Animal Rescue League? 

Ninseba el By 
Wollaston, Mass. 

Bungatow Notes. 

Pine Ridge, September 8—I spent quite a 
long time this morning getting acquainted with 
our latest arrivals, three donkeys. 

These donkeys were brought from Lexington 
Park to Pine Ridge in our dog ambulance yes- 
terday. Hearing that they must be sold before 
Labor Day, | hastened to the Park, attended 
by our veterinary doctor, to see them and pur- 
chase them 1f possible. 

Complaints of the ill-treatment of donkeys 
that are used on beaches and in parks for chil- 
dren to ride upon, have so often been received 
at the League that I was agreeably disappointed 
when I saw the donkeys at Lexington Park. 
There were four whose ages varied from two 
years to seven or eight, and there was one baby 
donkey; none of them showed any signs of 
neglect or abuse, and upon interviewing Mr. 
Benson, their owner, I found that he had taken 
every precaution he could think of against their 

Yet they must be sold, all but one, and 
it was not an easy matter to dispose of them so 
there would be no danger of future abuse. The 
largest and handsomest, a fine white donkey, 
was going to Mr. Benson’s farm, so he would be 
safe. One of the others was a mother, one a 
nursing baby, two others needed special care; 
the result was that I secured them all. 

Mr. Benson was as anxious as I to have their 
safety assured, which he knew would be the case 


if they came to Pine Ridge Home of Rest, so he 
made a special price and gave us the baby. 
Yesterday three of them were brought in our 
dog ambulance, and the fourth is coming a little 

September 9.—It has been very amusing to 
watch the introduction of the donkeys to the 
other animals. Old Bobs was so excited yester- 
day that it was necessary to shut him up in the 
barn for awhile. Upon being liberated he has 
since followed the donkeys around the field with 
every symptom of the liveliest curiosity. He 
can’t quite decide whether they are big dogs or 
little horses. I am not sure but he had some 
intention of making an attack on the baby at 
first, but as both the baby and his mother put 
their heads down and ran at him whenever he 
approached too near, he gradually resigned him- 
self to the situation. Today when I went out to 
give them a few biscuits Old Bobs and Nora 
joined the group around me and waited their 
turn with them. 

All the dogs ‘have been interested. Fluffy ran 
at them and barked until he, too, was scared away 
by threatening little hoofs, but after a few such 
experiences he returned and touched noses 
amicably with the baby. 

It was funny to see the horses in the paddocks 
come to the fence, prick up their ears, and look 
at the donkeys and snort. All three of the little 

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donkeys made friendly overtures to the horses 
through the bars of the fence; at one time I saw 
the three noses, close together, pushed into the 
gray mustang’s face and the mustang, a horse 
we have not dared to put in a paddock with any 
other horse, was bending over the bars kissing 

Old Huckleberry, for some reason which we 
cannot fathom, seemed, and still seems, afraid 
of them. He ran like a wild horse around the 
paddock when he saw them the other side of the 
fence, and even in his stall he seemed to get the 
scent of them and to disapprove of their pres- 

We finally put them to bed in a box stall next 
to the mustang who has to be loose in a stall as 
the poor creature had been so cut up with sores 
and surgical operations of one sort and another 
that he could not bear any handling. He is im- 
proving wonderfully in health and disposition 
now, and will soon be able to go back to his 
present owner, an Italian, who has a small gro- 
cery store in South Boston, and who will take 
good care of him. 

So the little donkeys are affording entertain- 
ment to the whole large family of horses, dogs 
and humans at Pine Ridge, and as I stroke their 
soft necks and long. ears and feel the velvety 
softness of their little noses when they try to 
nibble my hands, I rejoice that at least so many 
members of the “oppressed race’ can be made 
happy with us in a home which I think Cole- 
ridge would thave called “The dell of peace and 
mild equality.” 

September 12.—The fourth and last of our 
company of donkeys arrived today. We have 
now bestowed names upon them. Beppo, 
Madrina (litthke mother), Anita, and Dino (the 
baby). They love sugar but will eat graham 
and oatmeal biscuits, which are better for them, 
and in this short time Dino will follow me all 
over the field in company with the dogs if I 
have a pocket full of biscuits. Today not only 
Dino but Madrina, Anita, Old Bobs, Nora and 
Fluffy followed me around the field and when I 
sat down on a settee crowded around me until 
Fluffy, thinking Dino was too intrusive, threat- 
ened to bite him in the nose and I had to dis- 
perse the crowd and make my way back to the 

It has now become a feat, a study in agility 
and alert watchfulness, to give the horses sugar 
over the fence. I need eyes in the back of my 
head. Unless I am very careful > aniesmetea 
against the fence by Madrina, Anita and Dino, 
and the pressure of these donkeys, albeit one is 
a baby, counts for something. Then the dogs — 
they crowd between the! donkeys, and when I| 
have a piece of sugar in my hand upraised to 
meet the impatient horse’s nose, it has not in- 
frequently been snatched, at the peril of my 
fingers, by Fido or Fluffy who are always watch- 


ing their chance. Fido jumps like an acrobat. 
Fluffy stands on his hind legs and reaches up for 
it. Big Old Bobs, if he can squeeze into the 

crowd, is tall enough to seize the sugar on the 

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way with no effort, so the old proverb is often 
realized — “‘There’s many a slip ’twixt the cup 
and the lip.” 
when the sugar is snatched from Fanny B. to see 
her wildly rolling eyes and angry prance, or if 
Kenneth js the disappointed one, to see the 
grand and contemptuous toss of his head as he 
snorts indignantly at the offending dog. Robin, 
Old Huckleberry and Sterling are less disturbed. 
Meme elatet comer, is apt to imitate the filly 
(Fannie B.), the two having become close 

It is aggravating, yet it is funny 



A pretty anecdote is related of a child who was 
greatly perturbed by the discovery that her 
brothers had set traps to catch birds. Ques- 
tioned as to what she had done in the matter, she 
replied “I prayed that the traps might not 
Sueaemmerpitds, Anything else?’ “Yes,” she 
said. “I then prayed that God would prevent the 
birds getting into the traps, and,” as if to illus- 
trate the doctrine of faith and works, “I went 
and kicked the traps all to pieces.” That was 
practical religion. 

Another Trained Animal Tragedy. 

In Cleveland, Tennessee, a trained lion, while 
exhibiting on an open stage suddenly became 
bloodthirsty and snatched a baby from the arms 
of its mother, carried it to the back of the stage 
and dashed it to the floor. Planting both fore 
paws on the little one’s body, the beast licked the 
blood from the wounds on the baby’s head and 
face. Frantic spectators, seizing anything avail- 
able as weapons, advanced on the lion and di- 
verted its attention, while a man secured the 
baby. The child was terribly torn and may die. 
The keeper finally got the lion back into its 

These wild captives, driven mad by months 
or years of captivity, are always liable to break 
out and vent their rage and despair on their 
enemy, mankind. 

A Plea for Pets. 

It has become quite a fashion in these days to 
forbid children the pleasure of keeping pets. 
The pussy-cat and the little dog, the white mice 
and the bunnies, which made our own youth 
happy, are not considered fit companions for 
modern childhood. 

An old farm seemed paradise to one little girl. 
There was only one little girl on the big place, 
and, lacking human companionship, her father 
and mother permitted a perfect menagerie of 
pets. She had ducks and downy chickens, three 
cats and four kittens, two dogs, innumerable 
rabbits, a tame crow, a woolly lamb, and a cow, 
“Pretty Clover,” who, when her name’ was 
called, would come up to the pasture bars to be 
petted. lt) was -a wonder-place tor children, 
There was never’ a monotonous moment. ‘They 
were either watching the ducks swimming in the 
pond or playing with the kittens, or feeding the 
bunnies, or taking walks with the snow-white 
lamb at our heels, and the little mistress of all 
this happy family was a cheerful little girl, and 
a healthy little girl. Without her pets what 
would her life have been? A morbid one, a life 
of books and of vain dreams. It is because most 
children, especially nervous, self-centered chil- 
dren, need to be taken out of themselves this 
plea is made for pets. 

A woman who is strongly prejudiced against 
cats was startled and dismayed when a kitten 
was presented to her little daughter. The little 
maid was extremely nervous, and had been suf- 
fering from sleeplessness. After dark, the flap- 
ping otetne blind \the “creakine “ofsthe stairs 
would be magnified by her vivid imagination 
into ghosts and specters, and she would lie 
awake, the victim of abject fears. The first night 
after the new -kitten arrived the child begged 
that its wee, red-lined basket might be set on the 
foot of her bed. 

Her mother protested, but finally gave in. In 
the chill of the early hours the tiny cat crept up 
to the warmth of the child’s encircling arm, and 
in the morning the little maid danced into her 
mother’s room, her eyes shining. 

“He loves me, he loves me,” she ‘sang, “and 
he is all my very own.” — 

In the nights that followed there were no more 

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startled cries or nervous outbreaks. If the child 
was wakeful, instead of covering up her head in 
terror, she cuddled her warm, purring pet and 
forgot her fright. 

The anxious mother consulted an old doctor. 
“IT am afraid of germs, but the child is so de- 

“Germs,” he snorted. ‘There isn’t half the 
danger of a contagious disease that there is that 
your daughter may become a nervous, self-cen- 
tered wreck.” 

A child needs an object upon which to lavish 
affection. Grown-up people do not fill the place 
of the loving little dog which tags around after 
its mistress or master, or the kitten which will 
join the romp which is the outlet for effervescent 
spirits—Kansas City Star. 

How Tiny Dogs are Manufactured. 

The ordinary public is under the impression 
that “toy dogs” are a special breed of themselves. 
Not so; they are artificial products which can be 
obtained in some two or three breeds. Accord- 
ing to the difficulty of producing them their value 
is estimated. The exhibitor of a champion toy 
dog at a recent great dog-show explained to the 
newspaper reporters that it was “the breeding 
that did it.” This is a misleading statement ; it 
is not the breeding, but unnatural inbreeding 
which produces degenerates. Sometimes tiny 
dogs are obtained from very old parents. This is 
one of the methods adopted among others even 
more repulsive. The smallest puppy of the litter 
is picked out, and fated for a special career ; he is 
to be “brought on” as a show-dog, and only to 
be sold at a very high price. He is specially fed 
on a teaspoonful of chopped raw meat for a 
meal. It is-well known to veterinary surgeons 
that raw meat “creates an appetite,’ which means 
that it causes a flow of gastric juice. They use 
it with sick dogs, who do not care to eat, and 
generally find that after a little raw meat they 
are willing to eat a wholesome and _ sufficient 
meal. But the valuable toy puppy has the raw 
meat in very small quantities — half a teaspoon- 
ful for a meal—and nothing more; the result 
is that the gastric juice corrodes the walls of the 

stomach and causes permanent gastritis. Some 

breeders have the puppy that is on this special 
diet weighed every morning, and if he shows any 
increase in weight he has no food at all that day, 
not even the half-teaspoonful of raw meat. 
Sometimes alcohol also is given. 

Most owners of beloved little dogs of this kind 
find that their pet is very ill when first in their 
charge; and they will perhaps boast with pride 
that they have cured him — but alas, is generally 
added with regret, “He has grown bigger!” 
They have no idea that he has always been more 
or less ill from want of natural feeding. Many 
die soon after they pass into new ownership, and 
people think it is because they did not know how 
to take care of them. In any case, they are 
short-lived, and succumb with great suffering to 
any attack of illness, because they are degener- 
ates from the start, and are so reared as to have 
no constitution. The most successful “cures” 
are effected by gradually making the dog a non- 
meat-eater ; beaten up raw eggs, milk, oaten bis- 
cuits, freshly-cooked green vegetables, replacing 
the meat little by little and in very small quanti- 
ties. The little animal appreciates the new com- 
fort of his physical condition, and, if not full 
grown, repays his dismayed owner by passing 
out of the ranks of toy dogs. Cures can some- 
times be effected with full grown dogs, but there 
is usually some chronic weakness or nervousness 
left, and they need the greatest care. 

These dogs are most often bought, at present, 
in London, Paris, or other fashionable cities, as 
articles of dress, to be worn in the muff or car- 
ried on the arm in the same spirit as a bracelet 
or a brooch is worn. If one dies, he is replaced 
by another. It is useless to appeal to the breed- 
ers of “toys,” whose object is to make money. 
It must be noted that only some breeders will do 
it. There is no way but to appeal to the public, 
and represent to them that to carry a toy dog is 
as bad as to wear an osprey or a Sealskin coat; 
the cruelty in all these cases is in the past, and 
has been committed by others; but those who 
create the demand are the real culprits, the ones 
who are truly responsible. — Mrs. KENINGALE 
Cook in The Ammals’ Friend. 

Please do not forget our Fair, December 4 
and 5. 

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A miserable cat was found on the street and 
with difficulty was picked up by a kindhearted 
woman. Upon closer examination he was found 
to be an Angora, maltese in color, but so covered 
with burrs and so forlorn and wretched that it 
was difficult to see any beauty in him. He was 
brought to the League and another kindhearted 
woman saw him as soon as he was brought in and 
her heart was filled with pity for him. This 
kindhearted lady proved to be the wife of a cap- 
tain of the United States Navy, and after pussy 
was restored to health and beauty Captain Plun- 
kett took him on the United States Steamship 
Calgoa, where he is now considered mascot of 
the ship. The picture shows him standing beside 
one of the ship’s souvenirs, the frame of a very 
large captured lobster. As will be seen by the 
picture, the cat is very beautiful and the souvenir 
lobster must be very large to bear such com- 
parison with him in size. A letter received with 
the photograph says: 

“Pussy has re-enlisted in the Navy and is now 
doing valiant service on the U. S. S. Calgoa as 
you will see by the enclosed. With best wishes, 
SW ouscecsiicercly, |. T. P. 

The Check-Rein. 

If, when setting out for a long walk, you had 
a piece of steel fixed in your mouth and straps 
attached to it so that your head was fastened, 

preventing you from moving it, you would un- 
derstand at once why it is cruel to use the check- 
reins. A check-rein is not the pair of reins with 
which we drive; it has nothing to do with driv- 
ing. It is a short rein tightly hooked on that 
part of the harness called the saddle, and its 
purpose is to make the horse arch its neck. 
Fancy thinking that a horse looks better when 
you can see it is in such misery that it cannot be 
still when standing, or run freely when moving! 
Some horses have naturally arched necks; oth- 
ers have not. It is the nature of a horse, when 
drawing a load, to stretch out its neck. This 
gives it more power to pull the weight behind it. 
By using the check-rein men deprive the poor 
animal of free motion, and make its work doubly 
hard. All the time it is tugging and straining 
to get its head free, but the cruel rein pulls the 
bit, hurts the horse’s mouth, and keeps its neck 
arched and confined, and, after its owner has en- 
joyed a beautiful drive, the tortured animal re- 
turns to its stable foaming from its exertions 
under cruel conditions—From “The Children’s 

“Not many people know how to pet a horse, 
from the horse’s standpoint, at any rate,” said a 
trainer. “Every nice-looking horse comes in 
for a good deal of petting. Hitch a fine horse 
close to the curb and you'll find that half the 
men, women and children who go by will stop 
for a minute, say ‘Nice horsey,’ and give him 
an affectionate pat or two. 

“The trouble is they don’t pat him in the right 
place. If you want to make a horse think he is 
in the seventh heaven, rub over his eyes. Next 
to that form of endearment a horse likes to be 
rubbed right up between the ears. In petting 
horses most people slight those nerve-centres. 
They stroke the horse’s nose. While a well-be- 
haved horse will accept the nasal caress compla- 
cently, he would much prefer that nice, soothing 
touch applied to the eyelids. Once in a while a 
person comes along who really does know how 
to pet a horse. Nine times out of ten that man 
was brought up in the country among horses 
and learned when a boy their peculiar ways.”— 
New York Globe. 

10 Our Fourfooted Friends 

The Weakest Link. 

The weakest point in the draft horse is the 
fore feet rather than the hind feet, if recent sta- 
tistics are to be credited at their face value. Dr. 
S. S. Cameron has passed under his hands over 
1,500 horses, of which twenty per cent. suffered 
from sidebone, and he found it was thirteen times 
as common in the front feet as in the hind feet. 
Three times as many horses had sidebones on 
both feet as in one foot, and this indicates that 
the trouble results from gradual wear on limbs 
rather than from violent strain. In other words 
from over-taxing limbs not equal to the strain. 
The fore feet carry the bulk of the animal’s great 
weight, and are hammered on hard pavements. 
Sidebone is six and one-half times as common 
as any other form of unsoundness, this being 
considered typical of the universal practice of ask- 
ing a draft horse to perform more than his bone 
and sinew provided for. This is a point very 
little considered by the active humanitarians giv- 
ing so much attention to dumb animals. The 
overloading is not merely a source of present 
distress to the horse, but is the cause of a tre- 
mendous amount of actual physical disability, 
causing constant suffering and producing wide- 
spread correlative depreciation of utility. The 
societies having available funds should see that 
horses are not overtaxed,.and by that course 
“close the stable door (before and not after) the 
horse has been stolen.’ One can find overtaxed 
horses upon almost any street, dumbly and 
palpably protesting against the loads put upon 
them by unthinking or —alas!— merely brutal 
drivers with instincts far lower than those of the 
patient animal.— From Rider and Driver, pub- 
lished in New York and Chicago. 

Help A Good Work. 

The Nashua, New Hampshire, Woman’s 
Humane Society will have a Rummage Sale 
for the benefit of their work, October 20-21. 
We wish our friends would try to find some- 
thing to send them. Clothing or bric-a-brac 
will be acceptable, and may be sent to the Presi- 
dent of the Society, Nashua, N. H. 

Look Out For Your Old Horse. 

Under the above heading a printed notice was the Animal Rescue League last spring 
from Chicago, the substance of which was that 
a reward of $10.00 was offered for information 
which might lead to the recovery of “Bruce,” a 
dark sorrel horse, sold December 1, 1910, without 
knowledge or consent of the owner by a man 
into whose hands he was temporarily trusted, 
with special injunctions concerning his safety 
and comfort. When the owner looked for him 
the horse had disappeared. 

Very recently another case has been brought 
to our attention in which an apparently trust- 
worthy individual violated his agreement. 

A woman went abroad leaving her carriage 
horse in the hands of a man she had confidence 
in. He owned a grocery store, and the under- 
standing was that the horse could be used in 
light work a few hours a day, but not sold or 
loaned to any other man. 

The owner of the horse returned this fall and 
immediately went to see her horse. She found 
the man whom she trusted had gone to California 
and had sold out his business to another man 
who was using the horse all day in hard work 
and claimed that he had a right to do as he 
pleased with the horse as he bought him with 
the business. 

The owner of the horse, in great distress, came 
to the League and was advised to take the matter 
into court, which she is going to do. 

Again we say, — What possible mercy is it to 

Our Fourfooted Friends tt 

save a horse’s life only to have him worked as 
long as he is able to stand? Why this fear or 
dread of giving our faithful animals that we 
must part with and lose sight of, a merciful re- 
lease, even if they are still able to work? 

What special happiness does any one imagine 
a horse gets out of his work? If he is growing 
old is it a kindness to him to put him in harness 
in the morning, work him all day, then put him 
in a narrow stall at night, with scant bedding 
-and a thin blanket, just for the sake of prolong- 
ing his life? Doubtless there is a degree of 
pleasurable anticipation of feeding time — but 
this anticipation is not always realized, we fear, 
in the average stable. 

The man who has to borrow a horse or get one 
given him is not likely to keep him as he has been 
accustomed to be kept by the person who gave 
him up. 

“It is a shame to kill such a good horse,’ we 
often hear some one say. But is it not much 
more a shame to take him from a comfortable 
home where he has been well treated and not 
overworked, and risk his comfort by trusting 
him to some man who no doubt means well, and 
promises well, but who cannot possibly feel the 
same interest in the horse as the owner who has 
had his services for years? 

To the man who takes him he is a conven- 
lence. He takes him for what he can get out of 
him, not for love — naturally. 

I cannot feel any sympathy for the men and 
women who come with sad stories of the dis- 
appearance or death under questionable circum- 
stances of a horse, dog or cat they owned for 
years, then loaned or gave away or sold, and lost 
sight of, but I am sorry, very sorry, for the 

Nicodemus is a terrier who was adopted 
from the League five years ago, being then 
about eight months old. He is a _ dear 
dog and thas proved very teachable. His 
accomplishments are: catching things thrown to 
him across the room, shaking hands, speaking at 
command, carrying the morning paper from let- 
ter box to house, rolling over, sitting up and 
begging, and walking on his hind legs. Differ- 
ent barks for different things tell his mistress 

whether some one is simply passing by, or com- 
ing to the door of the bungalow in which she 
lives, whether the postman has left a letter, or 
the master of the house is returning home, and 
in various other ways he does his best to tell his 
master and mistress of the various happenings 
of every day. He is used to traveling, while he 
would protest 1f he could against the baggage 
car, even though his beloved master is always 
near in the smoking car, and he welcomes the 
train with combination baggage and smoker, so 
that he can keep him in sight. The premises 
are faithfully guarded by him, and we hope he 
may live many years to cheer us with his com- 
panionship, fidelity and affection—E. M. 

Dear Animal Rescue League: 

In reply to your postal of August 10, I would 
say that | am happy where I am. It is true that 
a strict watch is kept over my diet, that I am not 
allowed my fill of the garbage pail, and other 
delicacies of this order, and I have to swallow a 
teaspoonful of powdered sulphur once a week, as 
well as an occasional two-grain quinine pill, af- 
ter undue exposure, or on falling overboard. In 

spite of these minor trials, I am happy as I 
am petted a great deal and allowed my choice of 

all the softest pillows, and have a woolly yellow 

12 Our Fourfooted Friends 


rug all my own on which to lie before the fire. 
I sleep on my owner’s bed at night and, by se- 
curing the middle, am most comfortable, as my 

owner is always too tired and sleepy to miove 
me. I have just recovered from a bad attack of 

distemper, and had my own veterinary doctor. 
Am now on the mend, my breath is sweet, and 
my coat soft and silky. My mistress objects to 
my participating in a good honest dog fight. 
Strange, but women as a rule prefer a wordy 
war to any other kind, which shows their lack of 
understanding. I am thankful to the League for 
all it has done for me. Yes, on the whole, and 
except for past memories, I am happy. I repay 
their kindness by being gentle to them all, yet a 
good watch dog and fierce to all outsiders. I 
remain, my dear League, most gratefully yours, 

P.S.—Belong to a clerical family, so can al- 
most say I have “joined the church.”—Enrtc. 


During the last month most of the horses tak- 
ing a rest at Pine Ridge have been called back to 
work. Only three temporary guests are with us 
at present, a large black horse taken from an oil 
peddler in Dedham, a handsome chestnut cab 
horse, now quite well and ready for work, a 
white horse belonging to a man who bought bim 
in auction and finding him tired and badly 
galled sent him to Pine Ridge to recuperate. 

of ill temper about him. 

The gray mustang has gone back to work and 
a number of men who saw him when he came 
and when he went expressed astonishment that 
so great a change could be made in him in four 
weeks. Not only was he in good bodily condi- 
tion when he left us, but there was not a trace 
It seemed as if he re- 
alized from the first day he came that no one 
was going to hurt and that he was 
with friends, for he never once attempted to kick 
though he had previously, they said, been unsafe 
to approach when in his stall. So much does 
kindness do for all living creatures. Huis pres- 
ent owner will treat him well, so we feel easy 
in our minds about him. 

We do not expect as many horses for vaca- 
tions in winter as in summer but the appeals for 
vacations are still coming and it looks as if our 
stalls would be kept full. We need very much 
at least six new stalls. Sometime, we hope, 
some generous lover of horses will help us put 
on another addition to our stable at Pine Ridge. 

We have many interesting incidents with dogs 
and cats right along, summer or winter. A few 
weeks ago it was discovered that a poor woman 
was keeping a number of dogs in a tenement 
house where she had only a few rooms. Some 
neighbor made a complaint and our ambulance 
took away six of them. They were all half fed 
and miserably cared for. 

We have restored quite a number of dogs to 
their owners, found good homes for ten dogs 
and cats during the month, and many neglected, 
starving and abused animals have been rescued 
and saved from further misery. 

The Annual Fair. 

The Annual Fair will take place Monday and 
Tuesday, December 4 and 5, at Copley Hall, 
from “10 a. m> to 6. p. “mi Veachieeday ae 
shall send circulars out soon asking all friends to 
animals to help us. 

Every year about this time we hear that a re- 
port is being circulated to the effect that we are 
not in need of money. If those who are inclined 

Our Fourfooted Friends 13 

to believe this report would look into our work 
and read the record of what we have done and 
are doing, it would soon be seen that our work 
is so large, the calls made upon us are so great 
and so widely extended, that it takes a large sum 
of money to keep up with our running expenses. 

We are not rich. We keep only enough money 
in our treasury to insure the payment of our 
eighteen employees and to feed the large number 
of homeless and neglected animals we receive 
during the time we keep them with us. 

We must find means every fall to replenish 
our depleted treasury and we can think of no 
other way but the Annual Fair. We want to 
make it a great success this year, and earnestly 
beg our friends to help us. 

Every one who reads this paper can do some- 
thing. A child can beg or earn ten cents for the 
Pair to help the Children’s Table. A house- 
keeper can make a loaf of cake or send us a few 
tumblers of jelly, or bottles of preserves. We 
can always find a sale for aprons, handkerchiefs, 
pin cushions, sofa pillows, knit jackets. 

We want dolls, books and toys of all kinds. 
Some of our readers may have books as_ good 
as new or vases or bric-a-brac they are tired of 
and can pass on. 

We have a great demand for home-made candy 
at our Fair. 

We are sure you will be happier when the cold 
snow storms come to know that you have helped 
save some of the homeless, neglected, deserted 
dogs and cats from starving and freezing to 
death, or some old, worn out horse from dying 
of overwork and misery in a wretched shed. 

Surely it is every one’s duty to do something 
for these faithful, loving companions of man 
who give so much to us and get so little from us 
in return. 

Please do not lay this appeal aside and forget 
it, but make a note of it and resolve to send us 

We are ready now to receive articles or money. 
A list of the tables will be given in the Novem- 
ber number of this magazine, giving the names 
of the managers of the different tables. 

Try to interest your friends and see how much 
you can collect between now and the first of 
December to help our fourfooted friends. 

Articles or money for the Annual Fair can be 
sent to Mrs. Huntington Smith, 51 Carver 
Street, Boston. Checks may be made out to The 
Animal Rescue League. Articles intended for 
special tables can be sent directly to the heads of 
tables, whose names will be given in the Novem- 
ber number of this paper if preferred, or may 
be sent to the League, marked for such special 
tables, as ‘Brookline, Newton, Jamaica Plain, 

Children’s Table. 

Tuesday, March 21, a visitor coming to the 
League found a pretty little fox terrier on the 
doorstep with a collar on. She opened the door 
and he came in. He was apparently a lost dog 
who had found his way to the door of the Ani- 
mal Rescue League and was waiting for us to 
feed him and restore him to his owner which 
is what we at once proceeded to do. 
was notified immediately and came to claim the 
dog the next day. There was a very joyful 
meeting between the master and his little dog, 
and the man seemed very grateful to us for tak- 
ing him in, caring for him and notifying him. 
He brought with him licenses for four years 
back showing that he had been careful in that 
respect, which is more than some dog owners 
who profess to be very fond of their dogs can 
claim to be. It did seem a little singular, how- 
ever, that the dog should have come to our 
door. Of course it is possible that some one 
Drouchiwhinsasetareas thate-and.! bee sin a 
hurry, left him there and did not come in, but 
in that case it would seem as if the dog would 
have followed the person who brought him and 
gone away again and not waited very patiently 
there on the doorstep until some one opened the 
deor and let him in. 

His owner 

A few days later a piteous mewing was heard 
at the door of 47 Carver Street. This house 1s 
not for League work but is the president’s 
“Home of Rest” when she stays in the city 
over night and across her lunch hour.  For- 
tunately for poor pussy, who was begging for 
admission, a devoted friend to animals was with- 
in and opened the door when in rushed a thin, 
sorry-looking cat. 

14 Our Fourfooted Friends 

She was carried down into the kitchen and a 
plentiful meal of meat and milk was set before 
her which she devoured like a starving creature 
as she, indeed, was. 

She could not have been left at this door 
which is never open to the public or to visitors; 
she must have gone there of her own accord, 
directed, it may be, by some mysterious in- 
stinct that told her there was food and shelter 
within that door. 

She is still enjoying food and shelter, though 
transferred to one of the sunny, pleasant cat 
rooms of the League. Would that all hungry, 
neglected, suffering animals could be guided to 
our doors. 

Dr. Schlapp, in an article on mental control, 
says: “Here is the distinction between man and 
beast. A dog seeing a bone he wants goes after 
it, and he is not conscious of any prior right or 
equal right to the bone of another dog on the 
spot ahead of him. He wants it, and there is no 
restraining influence within his brain to stop 
him from taking it, though he has to chew up the 
other in attempting to get it. In the physical 
nature of man there is nothing to differentiate 
him from the lower animals. His instincts are 
to satisfy his desires —to take what he wants. 
But he has developed an inhibitory power within 
the recesses of his brain which hold his desires 
in check. Just as soon as that power is weak- 
ened desire becomes dominant and there is the 
The srestraint) necessary 10. weepmuie 
balance of the individual may be lost temporarily 
or permanently by the use of liquors, according 
to the extent of indulgence, or poisonous drugs 
or toxins introduced or produced in the body it- 
self which deaden the sensibilities of the brain 
centres and leave the individual the subject of his 


Dr. Schlapp has evidently not observed dogs 
carefully enough to discover that there is a 
difference in dogs as well as in men in regard to 
satisfying their desires and that many dogs have 
such a strong sense of “prior right” that they will 
not even attempt to take a bone or dish of food 
from another dog that has discovered it first, or 
to whom the dish has been allotted. 

TOY CLUEN Gaekss, 
Its Mother Being Tethered Near It. 

Poor little foal of an oppressed race! 

I love the languid patience of thy face; 

And-oft with gentle hand I give thee bread, 

And clap thy ragged coat and pat thy head. 

But what thy dulled spirits hath dismayed, 
That never thou dost sport along the glade: 

And most unlike the nature of things young, 
That earthward still thy nerveless head is hung? 
Do thy prophetic fears anticipate, 

Meek child of Misery! thy future fate, 

Thy starving meal, and all the thousand aches 
That patient merit of the unworthy takes? 

Or is thy sad heart thrilled with filial pain 

To see thy wretched mother’s shortened chain? 
And truly, very piteous is her lot, 

Chained to a log within a narrow spot 

Where the close-eaten grass is scarcely seen, 
While sweet around her waves the tempting green. 

Poor ass! thy master should have learned to show 
Pity, best taught by fellowship of woe: 

For much I fear me that he lives like thee 
Half-famished in a land of luxury. 

How askingly its footsteps hither bend! 

It seems to say—And have I, then, one friend? 
Innocent foal! thou poor despised forlorn! 

I hail thee brother, spite of the fool’s scorn, 

And fain would take thee with me, in the dell 

Of Peace and mild equality to dwell; 

Where Toil shall call the charmer Health his bride, 
And Laughter tickle Plenty’s ribless side. 

How thou wouldst toss thy heels in gamesome play, 
And frisk about as lamb or kitten gay! 

Yea! and more musically sweet to me 

Thy dissonant harsh bray of joy would be 

Than warbled melodies that soothe to rest 
The aching of pale Fashion’s vacant breast. 
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